Inspired by my brother who is working on a side-story/deviation to go with this

Teaser: Sometimes, our little whims end up causing more disaster than we might have foreseen. It is a shame, then, that memory erasers aren’t as readily available as we’d like.

Notice: Inspired by my brother… Who is now on my list of Evil People because he caused the plunnies to get on my case again. Fortunately (or maybe unfortunately for all you people who enjoy my updates), this is a supper short one.

Spoilers: Eh, not really much. There are tiny hints here and there, but nothing that new readers would have to really worry about. At least, I hope not.

Just by chance. On a whim. By a stroke of luck.

A strange, unforeseen encounter may bring two worlds together like no one else might have ever suspected.

Encounters

“Unforeseen Disaster…?”

By Hikagi

On a whim, she decided to end karate practice early. Regional auditions had come to a close just last week, so there wasn’t a real reason for her to push herself to her limits. Besides, everyone else was tired, and her wrists were a bit sore from blocking too many kicks in the mock sparring rounds.

Tatsuki stepped out of the dojo, enjoying for a brief moment the wave of fresh air that whipped her short hair sideways. She was glad to leave early this time around, especially since she was supposed to relax anyway. Perhaps she could spend the rest of the afternoon with Orihime; they hadn’t been spending enough time together outside of regular school hours.

Tatsuki was brought out of her current musings when she spotted a person with orange hair in the distance.

‘Strawberry-blond,’ she corrected herself. ‘Strawberry-blond, not orange.’ Ichigo hated it when people said his hair was orange, but Tatsuki couldn’t see why he was so insecure about it. Orange hair was cool. And calling it strawberry-blond wasn’t going to fool anyone.

Then again, she hadn’t really hung out with Ichigo as of late either. For a few minutes, she was torn between visiting Orihime, or catching up to Ichigo – who was currently walking further and further away with each passing second.

“Hey, Ichigo!” she hollered, as she made up her mind. Tatsuki quickly sprinted over to her friend. “Long time no see!”

She gave him a pat on the back as a way of saying hello, only to nearly jump out of her socks when he was enveloped by a cloud of smoke. When the smoke cleared, she was startled to find that Ichigo was no longer around…

Instead, in Ichigo’s place was a…cat.

An orange cat that was currently glaring daggers at her.

Tatsuki blinked. “What the hell…?”

Near by, a pair of high-school students winced as their friend (the term was loosely applied, of course – because Yuki and Kyo would never say they were friends) transformed right in front of a non-Sohma female.

“Now what do we do?”

Fin?

Author’s Notes:

Crossed over with Fruits Basket

Like I said, very short. And random, and non-conclusive, and a bunch of other things.

If you want to adopt and/or expand upon this plunny, let me know!

Omake:

Kyo stared at the cat next to him (and really, that was the confusing part, because he was sure as hell that there was only supposed to be one Cat Zodiac alive at any given point, but he was very, very sure that he had seen this woman transform), wondering how a simple training mission had turned all screwed up like this.

“What?” Yoruichi asked, licking a paw.

Yatsuka Hikagi

June 12, 2008